She shot down everything he said to her which made Evander laugh some at that. Lucky for her he wasn't really into those things, he was just curious to try them out. He tilts his head to the side with his eyes fixed on her. "Well, I can't promise about the village thing. You did just give me permission to fuck you anywhere and time I want." A wicked grin came to his face after that only to shrug his shoulders to the other things. "And the rest were just ideas, though you sure loved putting me against your breast when I was the cat." He teased and let her know he had been that cat that came to her house every morning.
Evander laughs some since he could only imagine her reaction only to think about what she said earlier and look to her. "And of course you're not my whore. Your my smart, gorgeous, intelligent, strong, sexy, compassionate, and loving wife." He told her with a smile as his right hand came to rest on her pelvic, though his thumb was up to no good. It was positioned to gently rub along her clit as he held his bottom lip between his teeth. He wanted to see that mask of pleasure she wore, hear those sounds that emitted from her when he touched her the right way. He normally didn't admit this and not even to himself, but he may very well be addicted to her.
This was one of the reasons he didn't want to let his wall down and allow his emotions out. Evander knew he would fall hard for her and he did more than that. He dropped like all the world's gravity was focused directly on him yesterday the moment they kissed.